All Chapters of UNDER A DIVIDED MOON: Omega Heir’s Crippled Enigma Mate.: Chapter 31 - Chapter 40

Third personViola got the best servants within the packhouse to assist with the wedding dressing. Caelan sat and waited as the attendants finished. A curtain was held between him and Rain since Raze did not want to be apart.Caelan's mind wasn't at ease; his nails dug into his skin, and with Rain, he felt even more pressure. Vegas was like a drop of water added to a deep sea. His presence carried little or no significance, but he had lived enough with Vegas and Selene to know they never came at him straightforwardly...always using those around them. And with Rain… he feared he would be dragged yet again into a conflict he knew nothing of.Viola stepped out of Rain's section, and without doubt, she was pleased with the results. Caelan wore a black robe with golden embroidery, while Prince Rain wore white with the same pattern.He was adorned with the finest jewelry, raining down from his forehead and his neck; even his legs carried a light white-gold anklet. As he walked, it chimed ju

Third personCaelan left, but they remained kneeling, and time passed painfully slow…Outside the wedding hall, Captain Caleb and his men watched in horror. Their eyes widened as they watched what Caelan did. His ruthlessness couldn't be measured, and it had never left.As he stepped outside, they dared not follow him. Even Idris, who was pushing him, was asked to stay behind. Caelan went off alone into the inner section of the pack house.Inside, Caelan's hands slowly rolled the wheels of his chair as he moved toward the east wing. It was calm, quiet, and deserted. Before him was a huge door… one he had not stepped into in three years.Caelan drew in a long breath and pushed it open. Cobwebs spread from the ceiling to the curtains. Dust was thick and heavy on the furniture, but everything was the same… just as he had left it three years ago.Caelan rolled his chair forward, closer to the bedside drawer. He reached for the handle and gently pulled it out. Inside, a necklace of white g

Third personThe wedding hall emptied slowly. By the time the hand of the clock struck eight, the hall was filled with only Rain's men, Selene, Vegas, Rowan, and the elders, with a few pack members hovering around the hall, though they dared not enter again. The guests had scrambled their way home.Even some nobles couldn't help but ponder how a man… a crippled man, could have kept them all kneeling for hours with no explanation, no remorse.The guests were shaken. The pack was trembling from the outburst and the unexpected change of events at the royal wedding. What they had expected to be a humiliation for the alpha's elder brother flipped so quickly that they hadn't seen it coming.From the corner, Vegas's crew watched the partying groom with hate burning in their eyes, their fists clenched, and their jaws tightened. They didn't drink or eat anything, but as ordered, they weren't allowed to leave.Vegas had a role to give away Caelan, and it would only be after that was done, and t

Third PersonThe carriage rolled through the night, its wheels crushing the gravel while drifting snow covered its tracks, erasing its marks just like Vegas was trying to erase what was left of Caelan in Moonfang. Aside from the heavy breathing of the horses, the noise of the moving trail, and the low murmuring of the soldiers, everywhere else was quiet.Rain sat across Caelan, his fingers tapping slowly against his knee. His gaze was neutral, his eyes pressed to the ground as if studying the weather. Time passed, and the temperature dropped.Viola and the others, who had sobered up thanks to the cold weather, brought more warm blankets and cloaks for the newlyweds. The carriages stopped for a moment, and Rain and Caelan's carriage was converted into a resting space. Rain helped Caelan lie down while he sat, leaning against the carriage wall.Caelan couldn't sleep, so he just lay there and watched Rain fight with his thoughts. His claws dug into his palms, and his eyes squinted more f

Third personAs the sky darkened, Caelan felt weaker and weaker. By the stroke of ten, he could barely carry his body up.Rain watched him wither away. His vision blurred in passing minutes, and he would murmur a word or two. Rain didn't ask; he didn't pressure. He just wiped him down, helped reduce his fever, and stayed up watching him all night.As they rode into the night, a sudden wave of unease engulfed him, but Rain kept his mind on the man in his arms. At some point, Caelan had unconsciously crawled into his arms, and like a mother bear, Rain held him tight enough to keep him warm and loose enough not to hurt him.By the first howl of dawn, they had crossed midway and settled by a river. The men started by washing their faces and grabbing a bite. Viola walked up to the prince's carriage with a tray of freshly picked berries from a nearby bush and hot roasted fish caught from the river."My prince… time for breakfast," she announced outside the carriage.Rain stared at the man i